Perhaps Michael's refusal had been expected, and Victor von Doom had already burst out the moment his words fell, his dark green cloak flew up, and the afterimage was bullied in front of him, and the iron fist struck like a heavy cannon against his face.

Michael took a slap in his hand, and sure enough, he realized that the power of his punch was even stronger than the last time. Doom swung his palm away with a wave of his arm and struck him on the shoulder. Michael grabbed the crook of his arm with his left hand, poured magic along the gauntlet into the armor of his right hand, and slammed his right fist into his chest and abdomen. Coincidentally, Doom also chose to hand out his right fist at the moment of his punch, and the fist was attached to both pitch-black magic and dark red plasma energy, aiming at his chest and abdomen.

Both sides hit with heavy punches at the same time, and the visible magic shock wave exploded along the chest armor of both sides, and the powerful countershock force caused the two to retreat.

A trace of dark and domineering magic penetrated through the vibranium armor, and the sense of oppression penetrated through his chest.

The surge in mana, along with Doom's own physique and reaction speed, also means that he needs to be more cautious. Michael stood still, and the built-in computer had called up the movement prediction model that had been built up during the previous fight with Doom, locking all the joints of his body to observe his movements.

Both sides took one punch each, but neither was really injured. As soon as Doom stepped on his feet, magic burst out from his feet, and a huge gap was made in the floor. He exploded and threw a left hook to the side of Michael's face. Michael reached out to grab it, but he shrank his arm again and threw his fist at the side of Michael's face.

Doom changed his moves very quickly, and he used tricks that he had never used before, completely contrary to the prediction model's prediction of his movement habits. The dark mana on the fist stimulated the cyclone as if it pierced the helmet and blew in, and Michael could feel the slightest chill inside the helmet. He flipped his left foot up in an instant, used the thrusters on both sides of his calf to accelerate, and the latter swept towards him in front of Doom's fist. Doom had to retract his fists and retreat, ducking to dodge his sweep, his black vibranium boots almost grazing against his lower abdomen.

The two sides exchanged dangerous moves in the first round, but in the end, it was Doom who was forced to take a step back and slightly advantaged. Dum was arrogant, especially now that he was bursting with confidence, and felt that he was invincible after gaining this powerful strength, how could he bear to suffer in his fists and feet? He stepped forward quickly, his armoured energy weapons activated, and the dark magic exploded, combined with the subtle and ferocious fighting moves.

Michael's side didn't hold back either. His magic poured out, and various spell weapons shifted between his hands, while his palms and wrists occasionally attacked with pulsed beams and concussive shocks. The ceiling crumbled in an instant in the heat of battle, and the wreckage of the blown up machine fell head-to-head. The back propulsion devices of the two warring sides were activated at the same time, and they staggered into the air as they fought, and the light effect was brilliant.

Doom poured all his strength into a punch, and the surging plasma energy and powerful magic power were condensed on the fist at the same time, and it was like a storm. Michael spat out the circle in his right palm, reached out and subtly and strangely glued Doom's domineering punch to the circle. With a flick of his arm, Doom's thunderous punch was glued into the air. Crimson energy was enveloped in surging magic and fired out from mid-air, blasting through the towering edifice like a cannon that burst through the air. The 30-storey building was blasted through from front to back, leaving a huge hole with a radius of more than three meters.

Doom's punch was deflected, and there was suddenly a flaw in the action. Michael's right elbow struck him like a hammer in the chest. Doom's body shook, his back thrusters adaptively adjusted to spray backwards to cushion the impact, and Michael's right fist bounced off and slammed the back of his fist into his facial armor like a spring. His fists were so powerful that Doom's thrusters were overwhelmed, and his body suddenly fell backwards.

Doom adjusted his balance in the air, and the thrusters on his back changed the direction of thrust again, and he stabilized his body again with a somersault backwards. But another shock blaster from Michael's face was already being pushed in front of him, and the shock wave involuntarily knocked him out of mid-air, accelerating and diving into the street below, smashing the road surface and cracking.

By the time Dom rose from the pit, his dark green cloak had turned almost gray, and ash and gravel had fallen from his armor.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with darkness locked on the black and gold armor that had landed smoothly not far from him, and his eyes couldn't help but burn like a torch.

Hell, why the hell is that? Obviously they have accepted the darkness, and they are already so powerful, shouldn't they be invincible?

But why is this guy the only one...... It seems that there is no way to defeat it no matter what?

No, it's not that it can't be defeated. It's just that the strength is not enough, it must be so...... It has to be. As long as you extract a little more mana, even this person will definitely be able to surpass it!

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and stood up again.

Michael paused. He looked through the virtual interface in front of him and saw that the mana reading on Doom's body jumped up again. A massive and astonishing force seemed to be drawn from every corner of the air, converging in the direction of Doom. He opened his arms and roared to the sky, and the transparent air waves exploded layer by layer around him, blowing off all the vehicles on both sides of the street, and shattering all the glass along the street.

"Hey, haven't you reached the limit yet?" Michael looked at the skyrocketing readings on the screen and said to himself, "You're a surprise, Victor." ”

The thruster behind Doom did not activate, but his body naturally floated into the air, like a balloon filled with hydrogen. The thick and penetrating darkness lingered around him from head to toe, and a clearly visible aura had formed at this moment, and the pitch-black air currents filled it. He raised his hands, their forearms completely engulfed in darkness and could not be seen. He looked up at the heavens as if a messenger of God was praying, and like some old sorcerer ascending the altar to call for rain.

The sky answered his call. Thunder shot out from the cracked gap in the sky, pitch-black lightning fell from it, and countless dark lightning rays converged and turned into a waterfall hanging from the sky to the ground! Tens of millions of tons of inky black water slammed down, and the wave rose more than ten meters high, like a magical tsunami sweeping against the road! The buildings along the street are toppled like building block toys, and any obstacle is swallowed up by the darkness, and nothing can match it!